Yun Lintian glanced at the sky and muttered. "This Hongyue did it again." He was dissatisfied with Hongyue's arrangement. It hadn't been two hours since the second round started yet.
A moment later, white light slowly enveloped Yun Lintian and Hua Wanru, sending them to the pagoda area.
Yun Lintian swept his gaze over the crowd, and he was surprised to see there were only thirty-nine people left… More than thirty-four people had been killed in the second round. This situation was severe more than he imagined.
Yun Lintian paused on Wang Jue and saw the latter had a proud smile on his face, which made Yun Lintian feel weird.
"There are twenty-six villagers and doctors left. We also don't know how many traitors are among us. This situation is not good." Yang Mengli said with a grim expression.
Yun Lintian didn't say anything and had a thoughtful expression on his face. No one knew what he was thinking at the moment.
